The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 119 Dragon Travels the World 6

"There's a hidden weapon!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell in the darkness, followed by a series of clanging metal sounds, clearly indicating that many people had blocked the willow-leaf darts.

They naturally couldn't imagine that He Yaozu was using telekinesis; they were simply amazed by the exquisite technique he used to launch hidden weapons. So they stopped hiding themselves and jumped into the courtyard, intending to confront him head-on.

He Yaozu looked around and found that there were only thirty or forty people in the courtyard. He understood that the Dragon Slaying Society had obviously moved most of its people away after failing to achieve its goal.

Xiao Tianzan walked out of the room with one eye covered and a gloomy expression. His gaze was as cold as ice as he stared at He Yaozu, and his words were as cold and threatening as a snake's tongue: "It seems that I underestimated your methods, my brother."

In fact, he had already sensed He Yaozu's arrival, but deliberately remained still and instead set a trap, intending to wait in the room for the enemy to tire themselves out. Who knew that He Yaozu would act unexpectedly and, with his exquisite skill in using hidden weapons, force everyone hiding in the shadows to come out, completely disrupting his plans.

He Yaozu slowly and deliberately scanned the man's body with his eyes, finally noticing a tear in the man's clothes on his arm, through which bloodstains were faintly visible.

Laugh to death!

So you were injured. No wonder you were so angry.

He had previously launched dozens of willow-leaf darts at once, which looked impressive, but in reality, he had reached the limit of his control and the force was much weaker. He only wanted to force the people in the shadows out, not to actually eliminate them.

After all, the person collapsed suddenly, so who could he take his anger out on?

I never expected that Xiao Tianzan would be hit by the dart under these circumstances; his luck is truly unbelievable.

He Yaozu glanced at him disdainfully: "Everyone says you are highly skilled in martial arts, but after seeing you today, you're nothing special!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tianzan was enraged. He abandoned his plan to make sarcastic remarks, sneered twice, and charged forward with his knife.

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The bright moon hid behind the clouds until, a quarter of an hour later, its light shone down on the earth again, and the noisy courtyard returned to peace.

Having vented his frustrations, He Yaozu felt much better and sat leisurely at the stone table in the courtyard, reading a book carefully.

Xiao Tianzan and the rest of the Dragon Slaying Society members were tied together with ropes and squatted against the wall, now glaring fiercely at him.

"Why don't you just kill me?" Xiao Tianzan said through gritted teeth. Compared to being captured, he would rather die, as it would be an utter disgrace to him.

He Yaozu chuckled twice, his gaze still fixed on the book in his hand, not even sparing the other person a glance: "My purpose in coming here is not to kill, but merely to beat you up to vent my anger. As for your crimes, the court's laws will punish you; why should I dirty my hands?"

To say that He Yaozu never killed anyone is simply a joke. When he was emperor, he couldn't even count the number of people he dealt with, and the blood on his hands could never be washed away.

The reason they haven't directly attacked Xiao Tianzan is simply to leave him alive, thus giving He Zhengjie a chance to achieve some merit.

"Tsk tsk tsk! I didn't expect you to have such a wide range of reading interests!" He Yaozu said with a hint of sarcasm. The books in his hand and on the table were the ones he had found in Xiao Tianzan's room.

There are many books on poetry, military strategy, medicine, the Book of Changes, and so on.

However, after flipping through these books, he had some doubts. The histories of the worlds he had traveled to before were all similar, following the order of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing. But this world was clearly deviating from this established trajectory. There was no change of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, but instead, there were documents and poems from these dynasties. It was really strange!

Xiao Tianzan felt deeply insulted and instinctively wanted to rush forward to argue, but his hands and feet were bound and he could not move. He could only open his mouth and angrily shout: "He Yaozu, even if you catch me, what good will you get? Although I am guilty of plotting against the king and cannot escape death, you are also an accomplice. If it is to be beheaded, you will not escape either!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" He Yaozu nodded casually, turning the pages of his book again, completely ignoring what he was saying.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Tianzan became even more frustrated and angry: "He Yaozu, you are a shameless scoundrel. You're willing to die for a woman. You deserve to be used by me!"

"Well said!" He Yaozu remained indifferent.

"He Yaozu, your mother..."

Just as Xiao Tianzan was about to launch into further curses, escalating to include his family, He Yaozu casually tore a piece of his clothing from his clothes and gagged him. He then sat back down at the table to continue reading, saying leisurely, "I think what you're about to say might not be so pleasant to hear. You'd better save your energy!"

Xiao Tianzan's eyes widened in fury, his pupils burning red, veins bulging on his forehead, his anger reaching its peak. He let out low, rapid sobs, his tightly bound limbs struggling desperately against the ground, raising clouds of dust.

He Yaozu glanced at it and almost laughed. To avoid getting dust on his clothes, he simply stood up, went inside, found a chair, sat down, and began to read the book carefully.

The indoor lighting was much brighter than the outside light, making the text exceptionally clear in his eyes and providing a superior reading experience.

He hadn't enjoyed such leisurely time in a long time. Suddenly calming down to read, he felt an unprecedented sense of ease and joy, and his mind and body were greatly comforted.

A while later, He Zhengjie personally led his men to the scene, and Marquis Zhongyi Zhao Yu also came along.

At this moment, Xiao Tianzan was covered in dust and lay disheveled against the wall. The other members of the Dragon Slaying Society were also squatting down beside him, their faces bruised and swollen, as obedient as could be.

The two had expected a fierce battle, but the scene before them turned out to be quite comical.

Hearing the noise, He Yaozu put down his book, went out the door, and immediately saw He Zhengjie.

This was the first time he had seen his father since regaining his memory. In just two or three days, his father seemed to have aged considerably, with many white hairs quietly appearing at his temples.

"Father!" He Yaozu hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and called out softly. Then he raised his hand to Zhao Yu and said, "Lord Marquis!"

This was the first time Zhao Yu had ever seen He Yaozu be so polite, and he was quite flattered. He quickly clasped his hands in return.

"Yaozu, you subdued all these people?" He Zhengjie asked incredulously. He knew his son's abilities all too well, how could this be?

He Yaozu glanced around, a slight smile appearing on his lips: "I just taught them a lesson."

He stood quietly in the courtyard, exuding a calm and restrained aura. His speech and behavior were composed and measured, and his former frivolousness had vanished without a trace, nor did he show any sorrow at the impending death.

"Bring glory to your ancestors!"

He Zhengjie was surprised by the great change in his son, but he had no doubts. He just felt that his son had grown up after experiencing the storms. With a heart full of love, he stepped forward and hugged his son tightly. His eyes were filled with tears, and he called his son's name again and again, as if he could never call him enough.

Faced with his father's sudden outpouring of emotion, He Yaozu was slightly at a loss.

His father's affection is so strong, he can't handle it!

Before he could react, He Zhengjie quickly composed himself, wiped his eyes, and said, "Guards! Send He Yaozu back to the prison for safekeeping."

He Yaozu: ......

Yes! That's more like it!